I HAVE to do well on the GRE. If I don't do well, I don't get into grad school, I don't get my Doctorate, I don't get my Escalade, and I will be miserable for the rest of my life.
Yes, I am going back to school solely to get my Escalade. That was the deal, and it WILL be mine. Grandpa is looking around at different places for the one I want, and I will have it, one way or another.
In other news - last weekend was a blast. Shelly has hot friends and that gets me into trouble. But Saturday night/Sunday morning also made me realize I am not over whats-his-face, so that sucks too. Maybe I shouldn't have said so often that I didn't want to date him - I was so busy trying to convince myself that I didn't care that I ended up making him into the complete asshole he is today. Good one, Sarah. Oh well, we never would have worked anyway, I'm not capable of having a normal, happy, healthy relationship.
But at least I'll have my fucking Escalade when all is said and done.
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